Valentine from the Cat

SAY not that cats can feel no real emotion
Toward feline fans to whom the beasts belong.
They sprawl upon the keyboard in devotion,
Their purring is a warbled loving song.
Send me thy lovelorn lyrics if thou must;
A sheaf of scented roses speaks well of thee,
A splendid box of chocolates proves thy lust.
But I know that my darling kitties love me
When I find abandoned at the doorstep
Some small rodents' severed paws and tails,
When at rosy dawn I on the floor step
Right onto soft, warm, seeping, wet entrails
When one cat leaves a heart upon the bed
Along with something's bloody little head.

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